Good. Not locked. They were inside the machine.Up another flight of stairs, and they were truly inside the machine. They were in a room hundreds of me...ers across, filled with incomprehensible machines. It was noisy, but not nearly as bad as outside. Pathways led here and there. Dutch hurriedly checked the compass in his fone, while he still knew which way the front of the grinder was. They headed forward.They crept through the machine for two hours before they saw their first person. Dutch and. 'Interesting book?' he heard a melodious voice ask a few minutes later.He looked up to see the blonde honey standing over him.'Yes, not too bad.' he replied.Suddenly she plucked the book from his hands and set it down as she straddled his hips. His eyes widened in surprise as adrenaline pumped through his body. What was she up to? She flashed him a smile as she ground her crotch against his and soon his cock began to respond through the thin material of his swim suit. His face and chest were. Janaki broke the kiss, dropping slowly to her knees. She reached around him to take a big handful of his ass in one hand, while the other hand softly cradled his full nut sack. The juices he had taken from her pussy made his erection shine, while the smell made her nostrils flair and started getting her wet all over again. Janaki began with one long lick, starting between his balls to get a little taste of him, then she ran her tongue up his shaft, sucking off her juices, the action turning. "Good. Honesty is the best policy. Have you ever had a woman laugh at the small size of your pee pee? Tell the truth, honey."Here, for emphasis, I squeezed his tiny, engorged balls. He seemed delirious."Yes." Tell us about it."I kept stroking his tiny balls slowly. I could tell he loved it."In high school I was dating the Homecoming Queen, Debbie Dorkker. Everything was going great until our third date. We were making out in my car by some railroad tracks. She unzipped me and pulled me out..